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The long antenna of the cipher machine swayed slightly, the top flickering.

People who are familiar with cipher machines will listen to the sound made by the cipher machine, the small but clear ticking sound, which can make people judge what state the cipher machine is in.

Obviously, it was about to be deciphered, but the perfumer and I couldn't decipher it with peace of mind. To be precise, I was caught in a dilemma.

If you are rational, in fact, it is the best choice to let the perfumer save people, and I stay and try my best to decipher it.However, the image of Nabu in the mirror world is still tied to the carnival chair, and he will fall to the ground before the mirror image collapses.

And even if the perfumer saves the lucky one, one of them will never leave.I was even worried that Vera would lose her memory and get lost again in the process of escaping.

I can't leave them alone.

So I quickly deciphered the cipher machine, and I chased after it, only to see the perfumer stalemate with Joseph in front of the carnival chair.

The location of the carnival chair that the lucky guy sat on was very unfortunate. It was right on the bridge, with a clear view of the surrounding emptiness.The perfumer stood at the head of the bridge, and Joseph stood quietly in the center of the bridge with a knife in his hand, blocking her only way to save people.

Because the surrounding area was too empty, I could only hide at the toll platform in front of the haunted house, and observe the scene on the bridge from a distance.

This location is really bad.Vera wanted to go around several times, but Joseph forced her to go back, the blade glowing with cold light drew a icy color in the setting sun.

If this continues, the lucky one will fly into the sky!There isn't much time left to start the Carnival Chairs!

It's not just me, Vera also became anxious, she just didn't care about anything, and rushed directly in the direction of the lucky one. Joseph swung his knife and she just dodged it symbolically. ?

With a flash of the knife, the scene on the bridge changed instantly.

Vera's position retreated all of a sudden, as if the scene of rushing forward just now was just me dazzled, she looked intact, and then ran forward again, trying to bypass the supervisor to save people.

But Joseph hit her with a knife.

The perfumer staggered suddenly, at this time she made a mistake!As if she hadn't reacted, she froze in place for a few seconds before staggering and running towards Lucky, but it was too late at this time, seeing the supervisor finished wiping the knife, she could only grit her teeth and leave quickly, otherwise she would Also accidentally stay here.

I raised my heart, and saw the photographer with his back turned to me, waited for a few more seconds, and chased after Vera in the direction where Vera was running.

At this time, the countdown to the launch of Lucky's carnival chair had already begun. I rushed out and rescued him before he flew into the sky. Then I didn't dare to stay and took him directly into the horror house.

Lucky was panting heavily, big beads of sweat rolled down his face, his powder and rouge were all in a ball, and he looked horrible: "Thank you...thank you..." His voice was trembling: "I thought I would was eliminated..."

It was too dangerous just now, he was about to fly into the sky by just a little bit.After he calmed down for a while, I asked him: "What happened to Vera saving you just now, have you seen the process clearly?"

The lucky one nodded in shock: "I see, the perfumer seems to have sprayed some perfume into the air... The regulator didn't really hit her the first time, and the time to wipe the knife with an empty knife was very short, so the perfumer did it." I was caught off guard by the second knife."

No wonder.

Vera thought she was hit the first time, so she went to save the person with peace of mind, but she was not prepared for the second time, so she made a mistake.

There happened to be a cipher machine in the horror house, so we seized the time to decipher it, trying to complete the deciphering of the last cipher machine as soon as possible.At this time, we can only hope that the perfumer can last a little longer.

The sound of taking pictures sounded again, and the camera not far from the cipher machine cast a long light screen. The lucky one shook his hand and blew up the machine again.

He immediately showed panic, but the photographer went after the perfumer. They were running to the other side of the bridge, and they probably won't be here in a short time.And now the most important thing is to race against time, so we can only bite the bullet and continue to decipher.

But even knowing this, Lucky's hands were still shaking, and I had to try to divert his attention: "Speaking of which, I'm a little curious, it seems that everyone has different goals when they come here, is Mr. Lucky the same? "

"Actually, I just came here for fun... I just didn't expect it to look like this here..." He squeezed out a smile, but his face was still blurred and he couldn't see it: "Actually, it's also for the bonus... "

"What's the reason for Beth Fenley? The nobles probably don't care about this little money... Is there any wish that can't be fulfilled?" He blurted out, scratching his head again: "It seems a bit presumptuous, sorry, I People speak without thinking.”

I smiled, and looked down at the cipher machine under my hand: "...the nobles are not all trouble-free."

"what?"

"I know you all think that a pampered noble lady like me just needs to have fun and enjoyment all day long... In fact, we have a lot to learn, but most of them are useless, just to increase our social status , so that the family can buy and sell us for a good price." As I said that, I couldn't help but chuckle lightly: "Although I shouldn't say that, but... aristocratic women are just goods."

Lucky was stunned for a moment: "But some of the high-class people I've seen also fall in love freely..."

But even in the mid-to-late Victorian period, family engagements have always been the mainstream among nobles, and noble marriages are always full of interests and scheming.

"For example, I... a friend of mine," I thought about the sentence, "I arranged a marriage contract from my family, but when she finally met that person, she was facing the situation of retiring the engagement."

It would not be a good reputation to spread the word about being divorced.

"But why did you want to break off the engagement?" Lucky said, "What is the reason?"

"Because...it's not appropriate." I smiled wryly.

"Inappropriate?" Lucky said suspiciously: "Then have they known each other? Otherwise, why are they so determined that it is inappropriate? Could it be that they have a sweetheart?"

I shook my head hesitantly.

"...I didn't know about it... and I don't have a sweetheart, so it should be..."

I don't know about Joseph's situation, but it seems unrealistic to say that a cold and well-behaved person like him would fall in love with someone else when he has a fiancée.

"Then isn't it a bit arbitrary to break off the engagement like this? After all, it's not good for the woman's reputation to be broken off." The lucky one thought for a while and said, "Then the two of them can go on a date first, and at least get along to make sure it's right." It's not really inappropriate."

I was shocked by this sentence, as if I heard a bomb, bomb, and stammered: "Dating, dating?"

"Yeah, isn't this a normal procedure? Beth Fenley, why are you blushing?" Lucky looked at me wonderingly, "Is it very hot?"

I didn't know what expression to make for a moment: "Yeah...it's a little stuffy in this house..." As soon as the words fell, the mirror world collapsed.

The heartbeat warning was set to the maximum, and there was a third person in the house where only Lucky and I were originally, and I was frozen there as if I had been hit by a freeze spell.

... When did he come?How much did he hear?

These few questions popped up in my mind, and I seemed to be unable to move my whole body.As soon as Lucky saw the person, he let out a scream, immediately let go of the cipher machine and ran out of the back door. I watched him run away, and only took a step under his feet. A pair of blue eyes Then he looked over suddenly.

His body was stiff, and he stood up obediently.

Joseph's eyes slowly fell from Lucky's receding back to me: "...so you let me go."

"..."

... My palms began to sweat, and at the same time, I began to look forward to someone coming to save me.

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